Bridget Jones's Baby

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1 OMITTED 1

1A EXT. LONDON. DAY. 1A

Sweeping aerial shot of London, establishing the city in all

its glory.

1AA EXT. SOUTHWARK BRIDGE. DAY. 1AA

We swoop down the Thames to find a svelte figure on the

bridge hailing a taxi.

2 INT. CHURCH. DAY 2

SHAZZER, early forties, and her folk singer husband FERGUS,

scurry down the aisle.

The church is packed with people we might recognise. A few

literary and TV celebrities amongst them. Shazzer spots JUDE,

now a pillar of married respectability, her husband GILES and

their tiny baby. They take the seats beside them.

3 OMITTED 3

4 INT. CHURCH. DAY. 4

BRIDGET JONES enters the church. She’s older than when we

last saw her, forty three to be exact, slim and elegantly

dressed. She takes a deep breath and collects herself.

Bridget spots Jude and Shazzer and heads towards them.

Shazzer greets her with a big hug.

SHAZZER:

How are you feeling, you OK?

BRIDGET:

Yes, but I still can’t believe he’s

gone.

REVEAL - at the front a portrait of DANIEL CLEAVER.

ANOTHER REVEAL - The congregation consists mainly of

ludicrously attractive, glamorous women, all weeping.

BRIDGET (CONT’D)

His death seems to have hit the

Eastern European teenage modelling

community particularly hard.

JUDE:

They found the flight recorder but

still no bodies.

SHAZZER:

Yep, in the Australian outback. And

strangely fitting that he died

going down in the bush.

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A random guy, JOHN, takes his place next to Bridget. A hush

descends and the service begins.

A dour looking Minister assumes the pulpit.

MINISTER:

Dear friends, we are gathered here

to celebrate the life of Daniel

Vivian Cleaver. Daniel was a kind

and wonderful son, a loving Uncle

and brother, a fantastic friend...

SHAZZER:

(aside to Bridget)

A selfish but gifted lover?

Bridget gives a little smile, but then stops in her tracks.

BRIDGET:

F***. What the f*** is he doing

here?

We see MARK DARCY enter at the back of the church. A little

older, a little greyer, but still just as handsome.

As Bridget takes this surprise in, she sees an attractive

woman, CAMILLA take his arm.

JUDE:

You know what he’s like, wanting to

do the decent thing.

SHAZZER:

Is that his wife?

Bridget nods.

JUDE:

She’s pretty.

BRIDGET:

I mean, yes, conventionally, I

suppose.

SUDDENLY DARCY LOOKS OVER.

Bridget, aware of Darcy’s gaze, grabs onto random John’s arm.

BRIDGET (CONT’D)

(whispers)

Sorry, I’m just very emotional.

Darcy looks over, she pretends not to see and affectionately

brushes the fluff from a bewildered John’s shoulder.

Darcy faintly but discernibly registers this.

John tries to shake himself free. Bridget struggles to cling

on to his arm but John uncouples himself, and Bridget is left

solo. Darcy glances over.

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MINISTER:

I would now like to invite his

loved ones up to share some of

their memories of Daniel.

Shazzer gives Bridget a nudge, as if to say go on. Bridget

contemplates the idea as a glamorous young woman gets up from

the front pew.

BRIDGET:

(whispers to Jude)

You know he could be very

sensitive, he could make you feel

like you were the only woman in the

world. I remember when he took me

rowing on the Serpentine and quoted

Keats by heart. “Where be ye going,

you Devon Maid? And what have ye

there in the basket?”

Bridget drifts off in fond reverie. The glamorous young woman

stands in the pulpit.

GLAMOROUS YOUNG WOMAN

...“Ye tight little fairy just

fresh from the dairy, Will ye give

me some cream if I ask it?”

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